when i have no words to express how i'm feeling, i hand the mic over to the inspirational men in my life who know exactly what i want, but have no clue as to how to say. they truly speak on my behalf through thee arts.
oswaldo guayasamin:
the ruler is back:
"what youre about to witness is my thoughts (just my thoughts, man) right or wrong. just what i was feeling at the time, if you ever felt like this...vibe with me..."
bad monday. missed class (all of them. gotta email professors with a grade-a sob story). its 3:40am right now (the time on this thing is all messed up. i gotta fix that) and i'm wide awake. i need to stop using the pain killers as aids to sleep. seriously. this is what happens on the 5th day after taking them for 3 - 4 days in a row. wide-a-fuckin-wake as if it were time for tea and biscuits with the queen (gotta hit dr.holmes up manana). dale also called today. he wants the 5 years back (thats on the to-do list for tomorrow as well). feeling vulnerable, but attempting to hide it well. long tuesday awaits.
-off to bed on a stomach full of habichuelas
